Tao and Heaven

Chapter 184 The Elixir

Outside the South Water, in the demon clan’s territory, thousands of feet high in the sky.

A bright light cut through the sky and hit the ground. In an instant, a mountain was cut in half, and deep into the underground river, as if the blood vessels of the earth were cut off, and the groundwater began to surge.

Then another wisp of true fire fell, and only a little of the remaining fire touched the surging groundwater. In an instant, water vapor filled the air, expanding like a new mountain range.

As the embers continued to fall, more and more underground river water evaporated, and water mist filled an area of ​​dozens of miles.

And this is just the aftermath of the battle in the sky.

Above the sky, colorful lights flickered, and there seemed to be countless giant gods thousands of feet tall conquering the clouds. Among them, a celestial maiden was in the center, looking down on all the gods, but with a wave of her hand, the giant god fell.

The Demon King, Demon Saint, and even the Semi-Immortal are no match for her with just one palm.

From the initial madness, to the calm after the death toll rose, to the orderly siege after communication.

"My fellow Taoists, she is only one person. Even if she possesses the power of an immortal, what good does it matter? There are so many of us. She may not be able to kill us all before her power runs out!"

"Now that the calamity of life has arrived, both sides will lead to death. It is not unacceptable to die under the power of Immortal Qingcang."

"kill!"

Divine thoughts were transmitted everywhere, mixed in with the Dao laws in the sky. It was impossible to tell whether someone was fanning the flames or whether it was just the old man's dying madness.

There are too many powerful beings hidden in the world, and most of them, without exception, have prolonged their lifespans through some means, hoping to become immortals through long years of refinement.

If ten thousand years isn’t enough, then twenty thousand years will do. If twenty thousand years isn’t enough, then ten thousand years will do, until you live beyond the limit and become an immortal.

So when the life calamity came and the tide receded, countless sects saw that one of their ancestors who had been dead was alive again.

However, they are no longer the high-spirited and vigorous practitioners of the past, but have become monsters who will do anything to become immortals.

Without madness, you cannot become an immortal.

Zheng!
Thousands of feet above, endless sword lights formed the sky, with an illusory golden light trapped within it.

A plain iron sword stood upright, and it slashed at the golden light again and again. Every time the sword fell, the aftermath of the shock was enough to make some of the shallow-cultivation Heavenly Lords and Demon Saints below spit blood.

As a result, as many as three people have died, many of whom were already suffering from the five signs of decline in nature and severe loss of qi and blood.

The Immortal Sword is another immortal in the land of immortality, and the golden light is the elixir of immortality that everyone is longing for.

Longevity is not rare, but when the longevity catastrophe comes, it becomes a rare thing in the world.

"Please ask the goddess to come up and have a chat."

A cold voice like the sound of a sword's blade was heard, and the many powerful people who were surrounding this place worked even harder, trying to stop Yu Hua from reuniting with the immortal sword.

"can."

Yu Hua nodded slightly, then raised his hand and pushed away thousands of magical powers and spells. He took a step forward and all the Heavenly Lords, Demon Saints and Demon Saints who were blocking his way turned into blood mist.

The human immortal’s Dharma form does not have a body that is tens of thousands feet tall, but this human body is enough to hold up the sky.

Xuan Yue tried his best to attack, and his sword steps condensed thousands of sword lights. Although it was not as strong as the fairy sword above, it was still one of the best compared to others present.

As Yu Hua approached, the sword light shattered. When he passed by, he caught a glimpse of Xuan Yue, who immediately vomited blood. His three souls and seven spirits collapsed and he almost died on the spot.

Yu Hua entered the Immortal Sword Formation without looking back, his white robe fluttering in the wind, as if mocking everyone present.

It also left a thought deep in their hearts.

We are all ants!

Yu Hua came to within three feet of the immortal sword and looked at the plain iron sword, revealing some doubts in his eyes.

This is very different from what Gu Wen believed. Could it be that after becoming an immortal, one has completely returned to his original nature?
The magic sword flashed and transformed into an old man in white robe and white hair. His face was as thin as if carved by a sword, and he looked very much like the strict and harsh elder who taught the Dharma in the sect.

He asked, "What immortality elixir did the goddess seek?"

Yu Hua nodded and replied: "As long as I have the elixir of immortality, I can help my master live a second life."

The old man asked again: "Is part of it feasible?"

"Senior, do you also need the elixir of immortality?"

Such a question made Yu Hua's heart move slightly, and she couldn't help but have some doubts. If the immortal sword also needed the immortality medicine, she might not be able to suppress the other party.

The power of Grandmaster Qingcang surpassed that of most immortals, and the battle that year frightened the demon ancestors. The fall of the three demon ancestors made them dare not show their true bodies even today, three thousand years later.

But the Immortal Sword was different. Yu Hua could vaguely feel that the opponent was not much weaker than himself. Unless the master was resurrected, there would be few people who could suppress the opponent one-on-one.

Moreover, the relationship between Xianjian and Gu Wen is very deep, so Yu Hua doesn't need to make a scene too embarrassing.

The old man shook his head and said, "No, I just want to ask, if this part of the immortality medicine is given to the goddess, can Qingcang be brought back to life immediately."

Part?

Yu Hua grasped the key information, frowned and asked: "Is this ball of light only a part of the immortality elixir?"

But she clearly sensed the existence of the elixir of immortality, how could it be just a part of it?

"If you don't believe it, you can open it and see for yourself."

The old man pushed the ball of light slightly, and the ball of light hovered in front of Yu Hua. He grabbed the ball of light with both hands, and the power of the human immortal Dharma image rose in his hands like moonlight.

It's sizzling!

The ball of light was torn apart, revealing a piece of arm inside, with skin as white as jade and blood that turned to gold.

Broken arm? The elixir of immortality is in human form?
Yu Hua was stunned. She didn't expect the elixir of immortality to be like this.

The elixir of immortality obtained from Tianquan Mountain is similar to ginseng roots. The elixir of immortality in Xianjian's hand is more than a hundred times larger than the original one, but it is in the shape of a human hand.

"The elixir of immortality is in human form?"

"It's a person, but it could be anything. I thought I had caught the real thing before, but after I killed it just now, I found out that it was just a cicada that had escaped."

The old man spoke briefly and to the point.

Yu Hua had many questions, but he chose the one that concerned him the most and asked, "Why do you want to hunt down the immortality medicine?"

"Didn't Qingcang tell you?" The old man looked puzzled, and then answered straightforwardly: "This thing comes from the fairyland."

Yu Hua widened his eyes slightly and asked doubtfully, "Does the fairyland really exist in this world?"

Looking through the classics of various sects in the cultivation world, without exception, there are descriptions of the world after becoming an immortal, but without exception, they are all considered to be delusions. If the immortal world really exists, why do those immortals who have existed for who knows how many years still appear in the cultivation world from time to time?

The Three Pure Ones Taoist sect is the sect with the deepest human heritage. All three sects have produced immortals, but no one has recorded the existence of the immortal world.

"There are three realms in the universe: heaven, earth, and man. After Jianmu, the human race flourished, but heaven and earth remained unchanged."

The old man replied, and his brief words revealed the essence of heaven and earth, a full picture that most people could not see.

"Twelve hours ago, did you see any changes in the world?"

Hearing this, Yu Hua's expression became solemn. Twelve hours ago, she discovered the truth about her life span calamity.

It is not a calamity sent down by the heavens, but the manifestation of the law of a supreme being. All things are born and die, and human life cannot be greater than heaven's life.

Everyone has a death date, but in the past many people took shortcuts and lived longer than natural lifespans.

The old man transformed by the immortal sword said bluntly: "That person came from the underworld, which is what ordinary people call the netherworld. The avenue of heaven and earth is boundless, and becoming an immortal is not the end. It's just that you are no longer a frog in the well. There are stronger people above the immortals."

"I have just become an immortal not long ago, and I have not explored the world deeply. I can only get a glimpse of it through perception. The elixir of immortality is harmful to the world of cultivation, and if it exists for too long, it will cause a catastrophe that is no less than the catastrophe of life span."

Yu Hua pondered for a while. She was not a real immortal, so she was at a loss when faced with the secrets of heaven and earth.

What happens to the world has nothing to do with me. I only need to think about resurrecting my master.

With a thought in her mind, she cleared away all distractions and answered the original question.

"This thing is not the main trunk, it can only be regarded as the largest root. It cannot revive the master, but I still need it."

"I can't give it to you."

The two looked at each other, and there seemed to be a flash of lightning, and the surrounding clouds became dim.

Yu Hua said: "Senior, I don't want to be your enemy."

The old man with the sword said coldly, "You don't have to be my enemy, but since I got this thing, I have the right to dispose of it. You can take it away, but it must be used by the sword holder I choose."

"Is this the case? Please forgive me for offending you, young man?"

A glow was already appearing on Yu Hua's body, and he was displaying his human-immortal magic, about to fight a life-and-death battle with the immortal sword.

But when he heard the other party's last words, his eyes revealed confusion, surprise, relief, and finally a strong sense of vigilance.

In terms of relationship, Zhejianshan and the founding sword master are separated by hundreds of generations, while Gu Wen and he are both direct descendants.

It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a close disciple, and he is the only disciple. Just like the love that the master has for Gu Wen, the older generation always favors the only disciple.

But this is someone from their Yuqing Sect! I was the one who found him first, so why are all of you trying to snatch him away now?
Yu Hua suppressed her discomfort. She knew that she had to take the benefits first, and she was indeed thinking about how to let Gu Wen get a share of the immortality medicine.

Now, with the guarantee of the Immortal Sword, Dao Sect can swallow it all without any objection.

But if I take too many benefits, what will I do if Gu Wen doesn’t follow me back to Yuqing Sect in the future?
At this point, she seemed to be offended, and reluctantly bowed and said, "So, I would like to thank you on behalf of Gu Wen."

"good."

The old man with the sword nodded with satisfaction, then turned his hand and produced a three-inch jade sword.

"Give this thing to him. Once you have completed the Eightfold Dao Foundation and crush it, I will find it. Now I need to track down the elixir of immortality."

Yu Hua asked, "So why don't you come with us, Senior?"

"There are too many of you watching. Jianmu won't sit still and wait for death, and he needs more whetstones."

The old man with the immortal sword turned into an iron sword again, and the sword light began to wrap around Yu Hua with a faint sound.

"If he can't become an immortal, he can be invincible in the world with the immortal sword, and pull out the Jianmu tree to establish a great world for humanity. If he can become an immortal, he can fly into the immortal world with the immortal sword, and explore the underworld. It's not a bad idea for him to go with me to meet the one who caused the life calamity."

Yu Hua was still wrapped in the sword light and was about to move a thousand miles away, but the sword light flashed and disappeared in an instant.

The plain iron sword stood tall above the sky, as many powerful men looked up at it, their eyes filled with anger and resentment.

They resented why the Immortal Sword didn't give them the elixir of immortality, and why the Immortal Sword helped the Three Pure Ones Taoist Sect. Ultimately, they resented themselves for not being able to become immortals.

Xuan Yue took three steps forward and said in an old voice, "Old friend, do you remember me?"

"Xuan Yue, you are old and will die soon."

The immortal sword rang, and the sword sound turned into sound.

Hearing this, Xuan Yue showed a hint of joy and said, "I am almost dead. I was too arrogant back then. I wonder if my old friend's invitation is still there?"

The Immortal Sword replied without hesitation: "You are not worthy of it, even if you agreed to become the Sword Master."

"Why?" Xuan Yue raised his voice slightly, and the wrinkles on his face twitched slightly, "Is it that boy? He is only at the 55th level of Taoism. I am already a semi-immortal and have entered the realm of Taoism. If he is outside the sky, he is just an ant to me!"

That’s right, how could an ant be compared to myself.

The immortal sword remained motionless, and the sword chimed calmly: "If you look at him from the perspective of 10,000 years old, he is indeed an ant, but if you practice for a year, you will see him as a mayfly seeing the sun and the moon."

Xuan Yue widened his eyes and stepped back repeatedly, his blood flowing backwards, causing pain in his chest.

He said sternly: "There is no shortage of geniuses in the world, and even more have died. I will kill him, kill him! Today you either kill me or I kill him!"

If he could die under the magic sword, it would be a relief. This was the only decent thing Xuan Yue could think of.

Otherwise, he would have to seek immortality in the ugliest way, lingering on, and eventually die like a dead dog.

"Go ahead, just go and kill him. A sword that kills people is sharpened by the process of sharpening. But you also need to be clear that you are attacking a future sword immortal. If you fail to kill him, your lineage will be destroyed. This is how the demon tribe treated Qing Cang back then."

The immortal sword glowed slightly, but did not kill him. Instead, it soared into the sky. There seemed to be infinite magic in the manifestation of the sword, showing them the ultimate realm of the sword and the transcendence of the immortal.

"What is an immortal? It is unrestrained and carefree, free and easy, with extraordinary talent and brilliance, and something you cannot kill."

“Let’s go, let’s go! We will go to the Immortal Feast and see the immortals. If we become the dishes on the table, then we will have made a good trip. Hahahaha!”

The immortal sword flew away, no one could stop it, leaving the mediocre man standing there in a daze.
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By the river, the blood was washed away by the river, forming red lines in the clear water.

Gu Wen cleaned the blood on his arm, and a thick layer of blood clots had formed between his nails. The white-haired girl squatted behind him, pulling at the corner of his clothes with her hands. Her gray eyes were dull and her delicate five senses made her look like a wooden doll.

"How long can you live?"

"ten."

"ten years?"

"Nine."

"Ok?"

Gu Wen was shocked and stood up to check the other person's breath. There was no sign of weakness. Instead, he was much stronger than at the beginning.

"I'm kidding. My immortal body has been perfected, so I won't die for the time being. My life span has also been extended by eight hundred years, which is much better than the original limit of less than a hundred years or half a year."

Akabane raised the corners of his mouth with two index fingers and made a stiff smile. His spiritual thoughts came, but there was no joy in his joyful words.

"I'm awesome, right? If that bastard hadn't taken the spot, I would have been the one to become an immortal."

Gu Wen breathed a sigh of relief, but then felt inexplicably sad.

Akabane was able to make it this far under such a disadvantage, and in the end all she got was a body that had lost its five senses and was like a cage.

He could understand this kind of injustice the most. Gu Wen once felt this way about Zhao Feng. A waste could step on his head and act superior to him just because he was a prince.

He tried his best to climb up, but in the end he had to serve as his dog.

After a moment of heavy thoughts, Gu Wen smiled and said, "In the future, I will help you kill her, and then it will be your turn to become an immortal."

(End of this chapter)